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“Because it is.” Wendy tugged her out from behind the host stand and pointed her towards the stairs. “Now go.”
She laughed and went.
Her breath caught when she opened the door to the apartment. A fire was burning in the fireplace and all of her candles were lit, casting a warm glow over the room. Leo was waiting for her by the fireplace. He was wearing his usual jeans but he’d swapped out his flannel shirt for a crisp white shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders and muscular arms.
“Leo, this is beautiful.”
“I’m glad you like it.” He gestured towards the fire, where a bottle of wine was breathing next to two glasses and a basket covered with a white linen cloth. “Come and join me.”
“I didn’t realize you had a romantic streak,” she said teasingly as she went to his side.
“Neither did I, but it seems to be emerging. I blame you for that.”
He put his arm around her waist and she leaned against him, loving the warmth of his touch. He hugged her back, then picked her up and carried her down to the rug with him before pouring her a glass of wine.
“How did it go at the cabin today?” she asked, watching the firelight play across his face as he opened the basket and began cutting up an apple.
The land trust which he had created had included a provision that allowed him, and his descendants, to build on the land and he’d been working on a house for them. As much as they both loved Midnight Manor, they also wanted a place of their own. He was doing most of the work himself, but it wasn’t uncommonfor a volunteer to show up and help him, with Eric as his most frequent assistant. The big werewolf enjoyed both working with his hands and being out in the forest without having to worry about pack politics.
“It’s going very well. If you don’t mind roughing it a little, I thought we could spend Christmas there. Just the two of us.”
“I think that’s a wonderful idea.” She took a deep breath. “Although technically it will be the three of us.”
“I don’t understand. Do you want to invite someone else?”
He looked so confused that she couldn’t help smiling as she reached for his hand.
“I suppose you could say that.”
She placed his hand over her stomach, watching his face anxiously. She was almost positive that he’d be happy about her news but it was going to be a shock. When he finally realized what she was telling him, his eyes lit up.
“A baby?”
“Yes, Leo. We’re going to have a baby.” Her smile faltered slightly. “Are you happy?”
“Happy?” He gave a joyful whoop and pulled her onto his lap. “Sweetheart, this is a miracle. A wonderful miracle.”
He kissed her, his mouth firm and demanding, and she responded eagerly, opening to him. His tongue swept inside, warm and demanding, and her body melted at his touch. Arousal spiraled through her, leaving her aching and needy, and her hands tightened on his shirt.
But when she tried to pull his shirt up, he broke the kiss.
“Wait a moment.” His eyes glowed down at her. “What kind of mate would I be if I didn’t take care of you first?”
Before she could respond, his mouth was on hers again, kissing his way down her neck to the valley between her breasts.
“I love you, Jessica.” His voice was a low, possessive rumble as he took one taut peak into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth. She moaned, her hands clutching his head, and he growled his approval, his hand covering her other breast, his thumb brushing her nipple until she was squirming impatiently against him.
“Leo!”
“You’re so beautiful. And so sensitive,” he murmured approvingly as he turned to her other nipple. “I can’t wait to see how responsive these are going to be.”
His mouth closed over the tight bud and she shuddered, her hand reaching instinctively between them, desperate to touch him. He abandoned her breast long enough to strip off first his clothes, then hers.
She sighed with pleasure as he kissed her again with nothing between them. Her nipples brushed against the hard wall of his chest, sending sparks of pleasure straight to her aching pussy.
He kissed his way down her body, exploring her with fingers and tongue until he reached the place where she ached for him most. He parted her thighs, his eyes glowing as he studied her wet, swollen folds. Then his mouth was on her and she cried out as his tongue delved deep.
He growled in response, the sound vibrating against her sensitive flesh and sending her flying, her back arched, her bodyshaking. He continued licking her, more gently now, waiting until the last tremors had shuddered through her body before he moved back up to kiss her and she could taste her own sweetness on his lips.
